*Two Years earlier*

"Well, life on the farm is kinda laid back aint nothing that a country boy like me can't hack. It's early to rise, early in the saaack! Thank God I'm a country boy! Sing with me Scully!"

Scully reached over and flipped off the car radio never taking her eyes off the road.

"Hey!" Mulder protested, "I like that song!"

"Mulder if I hear one more country song on that terrible station I'm liable to pull this car over, rip out the radio, and throw it at one of the hundreds of cows we have passed in the last two hours."

"Wow Scully I never knew you to be so violent!" Mulder teased.

"Well we've never been lost in the middle of nowhere before."

Mulder gave her a look.

"OK maybe we have been lost in the middle of nowhere before but we could at least get a decent station on the radio then." She amended.

"Scully, we aren't lost! .We just don't know where we are right now." Mulder insisted.

"And when we find our way back to civilization I'm going to buy you a dictionary and let you look up the definition of 'lost'."

"Well if you had let me drive in the first place, then you could have been the one to read this cryptic piece of paper they call a 'map'."

Scully didn't answer and slowed the car down, peering out her window into a cornfield that seemed to stretch to the horizon and touch the setting sun.

"What?" Mulder asked leaning forward in his seat to see what Scully was looking at. Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Mulder turned his attention back to his partner. "Scully?"

"I thought I saw." she whispered softly.

"Saw what?"

Scully mentally shook herself and turned her attention back to the road. "Ah, nothing. It was nothing, just a trick of the eye. For a second I thought I saw a girl standing out there" She replied with a little laugh.

"You want me to drive for a while?" He asked, thinking maybe she was getting tired.

"No it's alright. I'm fine." She replied, still shaken. However brief, the image had seemed so real. The girls striking brown eyes stared straight into hers and her baby blue dress was ripped and dirty, a small smile curved her pale lips. But the oddest thing about her was the small basket she held in her hands. A basket of brightly colored flowers.

************************************************************************ Authors note: Hi again! Sorry this took me so long to post! I wrote about three different versions of this and I still don't like the way it turned out for some reason. But I now have some idea of where I'm going with all this! Yay! So it should get better the next couple of chapters. Thanks so much to everyone who has reviewed! You have no idea how happy I am to get them! I already have half of the next chapter written so all I need are some more reviews to get me movin *hint hint*.

"You can't trust someone when they think you're crazy."